Author Notes: Konnichi'wa minna! Sorry for the LONG wait, I know you all hate me by now! But, I've forced myself to type up the next chapter! So… sit back and I hope you enjoy this chapter! – please forgive me everyone! Also, Sorry if I keep switching from American to Dub, you don't mind – do you? Just in case, Darien is Mamoru, Usagi is Serena, and I think those are the only two I get mixed up with!
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or and any characters affiliated. Don't sue - I'm poor!
IMPORTANT: This Chapter is a little more R-rated than the last, so you have been warned. ( LOL… Rianne J )
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Usagi grinned to herself with satisfaction, then was snapped back to reality when she heard the school bell ring. "Eep! I'm late again!" She screamed in terror, fearing the wrath of Haruna-san.
Usagi peeked through the classroom window, hoping to see a happy Haruna-san waiting at her desk. Her luck had left with Mamoru though, because the moment she bobbed her head in the window's direction, she nearly fell back from utter shock. Haruna-san was staring back at her through the window, eyes red with fury. Behind her, everyone had piled up at the door, waiting anxiously for the performance of the week.
"Where in Tokyo have you been Usagi-san? You know you're 15 minutes late! I'm not sure if you're aware of this Miss Tsukino, but school starts at 9:00," the infuriated teacher exclaimed, tapping her watch to emphasize her point. "And with planning the Winter Dance, I don't have time to waste!" she finished, but suddenly, Haruna-san's face changed into a euphoric look. "Never mind about detention today Usagi," the teacher said quickly. Usagi let out a sigh of relief. "You're going to be much too busy, with running for 'Snow Queen' and all." Serena gave her a stupid look, wondering what she meant. "I'll explain after class, now GET TO YOUR SEAT BEFORE I FAIL YOU FOR YOUR LACK OF PUNCTUALITY!" Haruna-san yelled loudly, startling Usagi.
"Yes, Haruna-san." Serena yelled, bringing her hand to her head for a salute, marched into class and took her seat at the back of the class.
It was a long 90 minutes of torturous waiting for Serena, as she stared at the clock every five minutes, wondering why Haruna-san had asked her to be 'Snow Queen.' She wasn't pretty at all, and would end up being the laughing stock of the school when she lost to Danielle Montgomery, (I know it's not a Japanese name, but I don't think I could make something up without insulting Japanese people everywhere!) the 5'10, and red-haired goddess of the senior class. She was only the most desired girl in the school, her reputation in bed and high 'batting averages' for those she allowed to step up to bat attracted many. (Ha! Did anyone get that? Bats, bases?) Serena began strumming her pencil on her desk impatiently, when a shadow appeared over her desk.
She looked up to see Haruna-san, who said, "Serena, you're running for 'Snow Queen' of the Winder Ball." Serena blinked, then asked, "Err, Miss Haruna, may I ask why you want to me humiliate myself in front of the entire student body?" "What do you mean – humiliate yourself? You're a very pretty girl Serena, lovely actually, but obviously – that's not the reason I want you to run. That whore Danielle stole my Robert…" Haruna-san answered, anger and infuriation in her voice. "And I'm going to bring that slut down… down!" She yelled madly, pounding her clenched fist unto Serena's desk. She smiled sweetly – why was it every time someone smiles at me like that, I'm forced into something I don't want, Serena thought to herself.
"Anyways, I believe you're the only one who stands a chance of beating her. I'll take care of all the advertisements, while you just worry about getting yourself a date and looking pretty." Serena opened her mouth in protest, but before she could say a word, Haruna added, "You either do this Serena, or you will be suspended. This is the 50th time IN A ROW you've been late, but if you do this for me, we will forget about it this one time. Deal?" Haruna asked, holding out her hand. "Deal," Serena stated, pulling out her hand in agreement. They shook hands, and left.
"Oh, and Serena," Haruna yelled back
"Yeah?" Serena replied
"Get a handsome date, and avoid people by the name of Melvin." Haruna exclaimed.
Weird, Serena thought to herself as she walked back from the school, on her way to the arcade. That was one weird, pathetic lady, she thought as she walked into the arcade. And how am I supposed to get a date… She began in her head, but then smiled maliciously at the sight of Darien. Perfect! Hehe, Darien, prepare yourself for some more confusion.
Serena walked confidently down to the back of the arcade where Darien sat on a stool, chatting with Andrew across the counter. Darien turned around at the sound of footsteps, eyes widening at the sight of the blonde. "Hi Andrew! Hi Darien!" she exclaimed in a perky, cheerful voice. "Hey Darien, thanks for this morning! It feels soooo good now, thanks to your skilled hands." Serena teased, yet filling her voice with innocence and purity. "N-no p-problem Serena," Darien replied, stuttering as his hand shook violently, causing coffee to spill all over the counter. "Hey Serena, what d'ya like for today," "Strawberry milkshake" they both said simultaneously, laughing at how well they knew each other. Magically, he revealed a strawberry milkshake, ready for her to sip up in a gulp.
"Oh, it looks great Andrew!" Serena exclaimed, reaching for the milkshake. But as she reached for it, she accidentally knocked it over, spilling the pink liquid all over poor Darien's pants. "Would you watch Meatball Head, these pants are expensive," He exclaimed, reverting back to his old self. "Oh, I'm so sorry! Here, let me get that for you," She cried out in fake concern, grabbing a bunch of tissues as she straddled into Darien's lap, facing him as she delicately took a tissue, one-by-one, dabbing it at his pants and crotch area, where it had so conveniently fallen. Then she took another, this time pressing the tissue at his crotch and where most of the milkshake had fallen, stroking the rising tent in his pants through the tissue, arousing him well. After ten agonizing tissues, all the liquid had been thoroughly soaked up by the tissues, thanks to the wonderful Serena.
Darien just stared at Serena's chest, where it had repeatedly leaned over and given him a full view of her breasts from above, all the while stroking his member torturously. The combination had caused him to groan out in pleasure, quickly disguising them as coughs. (Poor Mamo-chan (Darien), he had a HUGE coughing fit) "Um, thanks a lot Meatball Head." He spat out. Serena smiled sweetly. "You know Mamoru," she began, encircling her legs around his waist and snaking up her hands around his neck, (Lol…. what a position, ne?) "There's this Winter Dance at my school, but my little old self doesn't have a date." She stated, shaking her head in dismay. Mamoru shook his head as well, mesmerized by the creature that was practically thisclose to… "Oh… what am I going to do?!" She exclaimed, arching her back and putting a hand to her head dramatically. "I mean, everyone's taken!" "I know, why don't YOU take me to the dance?" Serena cried out in feigned realization, as if the idea had just came to her. Mamoru nodded.
"Great! Thanks a lot Mamoru! Pick me up tomorrow night at 8! Here's my telephone number and address!" she said excitedly, jotting it down on a napkin and stuffing it into Mamoru's pocket. "Thanks," she said shyly, leaning in for a quick peck on the cheek. But as she leaned him, Darien's hand shot out behind her and roughly directed her lips to his, lips locking in a heat of passion. Serena's legs clamped around Darien's waist, molding their bodies together. Her hands grabbed at his neck, shoving his lips to press harder on her lips. Then a tongue came forcefully into Serena's mouth, and a heated game of tonsil hockey began, both driving one another's heads into each other, searching for more out of the kiss.
Suddenly Darien grabbed at Serena's boob, startling her and causing her to stumble out of their heated passion. "Your Welcome," he replied huskily, breaths still deep and long. He watched her with desiring eyes as she staggered her way out of the arcade.
He turned around with a dazed look on his face, to be met with the questioningly look of Andrew. "What was that all about?" The green-eyed man inquired curiously. "I don't know Andrew, something just came over me, you know? I know one thing's for sure… I can't underestimate Serena. I don't know what she's up to, but she's definitely up to something. I'm not sure… but whatever it is, I think she's winning." Darien replied, gazing outside wonderingly.
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Hey! How did you like it? Hate it? Think it's terribly too short considering I haven't update for weeks? I need your feedback, but please don't get mad! 47/50 days I haven't updated was due to Lent, and the 3 extra days wasn't THAT much was it? Please don't flame, but if you have to… don't be too cruel!
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I think that was enough encouragement, don't you? If I don't get enough, I won't update till AFETR my weeklong trip next week. If I get LOTS, I'll update before I leave for the weeklong trip. Ok? Ok! LOL… Rianne, how did you like it?